Lil Birdie Lyrics
Lil Birdie Song Lyrics
Monkey, monkey, monkey, monkey, monkey, monkey
I don't know if they paying homage, either way I'm in their pockets
And DJ Frisco my cousin, that's my man's daddy's cousin, they fucking
Yeah
Baby girl you cute, I like you and all, but you ain't really hitting on nothing
Doing this tired day for day, I ain't really missing on nothing
All I rock is wishbone, lately I ain't been getting that same vibe
Every time I'm going through my pain, you entertained by it
You don't know what's going on in my head or what I be tripping 'bout
I wish I'd get the same love that I be dishing out
I wish my brother send me a kite so I could fly, send
Deep down inside, I'm sad as fuck, but I can't cry for nothing
My heart be weak, I swear to God, but ain't no tears falling
They want that shit, I spin my back, damn, now I's out there robbing
My lady been playing games, but I ain't gonna lose no sleep about it
So I'mma just put that shit on wax, I ain't gonna grieve about it
Rest in peace to Cap though, that's right, that boy was such a lieutenant
I'mma give you glimpses of some weekend shit, Colt .45 at 11:00
Getting eventful with my trap friends ain't really different
When I met them from back then, when I was in the trenches
A nigga shit on me one time, tryna get even with you
Thought you were better than that, my nigga, I had believed in you
Now I'm stepping by myself 'cause I don't need a heel
And she a deeper riot, they love me 'cause I'm a real nigga
I'm the truth, I ain't gotta cap
Fuck the hit up, and I ain't got no rap
All my jewelry on, my tongue, my pistol, yeah, I want
So now they know that thugging boy, ain't you a millionaire?
I'mma slang this cane and bust a brain in the crack courts
Kill big boss, I park my private plane in your backyard
Heard from an eagle, you be tweeting like you some demons, and I mean
Only reason I bird feed a bitch, some sunflower
Step out fresh peppermint, my breath don't stink
Get that money, but don't rush it, little hustler, move at your pace
They fucked up the culture, arms digging, zoo in the nina
I'm a motherfucking vulture, you a stool pigeon
I finna be laying it with them switches, doing them shits on your head
I'm on the curve, early bird, need to get this money first
You reaching to eat me, coming, right?
That 2-3 day like V2K, you pull up and you get served
I be killer for the most part, I be chilling
Now you know you ain't got no chicken, what you be telling them bitches?
How that go? Why I can't mention like I'm broke, we got that dirt, man
She got some sip, she let me hit it on the first day
You know Killer Bitch a nigga, you the birthday
And for my birthday, all I wanted was a percocet
All about the real store, she used to steal clothes
I took her out, dated for bird brains, niggas is weird, uh
Track FN switch, they swear they gang, but all of them niggas have been switch
You know what I mean? They better be ready for these switches
You know what I mean? They finna be swimming with the fishes
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